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- It was quite easy to topple the two forces. He started out with the adolscent boy , dressed in a white covered robe, Mendulas. That one easily broke apart in front of him. The Youth charged forth, a sword held in his two hands. It swept through the air, and ripped his robe in tatters, a consecutive flurry of combos, which put injury upon injury. Blood swarmed out of Mendulas' body, oozing out of his wounds which were applied one after the other, finally a hilt slammed into the youth's head slamming her down to crash against the grass. He later pursued the boy, which was so intent in protecting her. His loyal was undying, and seeing it from that perspective he would be given a second chance - at the cost of his tongue.
- Venger tripped him with his right leg which slinged like a whip from underneath, and broke him into a staggering position. From there his sword struck down to cleanly cut his tongue off, swiftly gripping it between his fingers before he left the boy to himself. Eyes pursued the man, which had been left in the grass. Lips twisted into a smile, and so his light sword was raised above his head.
- "Take it personal."
- Were his final words, the tip of Venger's blade then thundered down and pierced his neck to the point of where Mendulas's vessels cracked and bursted, blood seeping from her mouth, escaping to have her bathe in her own puddle.
- (Venger)
- Mendulas saw.. a flash, then cutting pain. His autumn smell mingling with blood. T..this? This is how he died? Not knowing the reason? That.. that didn't do. Before he even could get his tongue cut out he asked a simple quiestion. "W..why.."
- His darkness died, his newly acquired slave Abendroth. Aedghan.. oh god.. Aedghan..
- As the sword point was driven through his throat a tear came from his eye. 'Aedghan... I love you.. please.. don't be.. hateful..' He though to himself, darke receded, darke died. He had the notes Xander had.. He had a small smile.. just at that little bit of screwing with him.. The knowledge.. of barrier magic starts and dies with the Eutrice famila.
- He slumped, dead in his own blood, white stained by red.
- (Mendulas Eutrice)
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